Personal Narrative: The Day I Had My First Jr.

Soon as I got off the bus, I rushed into my house, threw my book bag and jacket off onto the floor and ran to my room to get dressed for my game. When I finished getting dressed, my teammates and I went over to my friend Josiah’s house and hung out for a little before the game. We went out to eat, played, joked and even played a little pick-up game on his hoop in front of his house. As we left to go to the game, inside the van I started to get more excited and more nervous. I plug in my headphones to block out the noise and to get hyped up for the game that we would be playing in just one more hour. When we arrive at Boo Williams Sport Complex, where we were going to be playing at, I saw a variety of teams playing and there were so many different basketball courts.Watching how good these teams were made me think about how good the teams we were going to be playing. After I got to thinking about it, I was extremely nervous to the point where I thought I was going to throw up. The gym smelled like a bunch of basketballs and sweat, it smelled very bad. As we walk to our court to warm up I finally get to see the team that we were playing, at first sight they didn’t look too good. After warming up, my coach calls the starting lineup and calls my name for it. At tip-off I got more and more confident the more I touched the ball. Only about three minutes in I shoot my first three pointer and it goes in. As the game comes to the end my coach names me the MVP and I finished the game with nine points and no turnovers, we beat the opposing team 37 to 21. Our jovial game ended as a big

When I applied for C.R. England I was not sure that I would be accepted to go through the program. Three days later I received a phone call from a Recruiter at C.R. England and while on the phone we went over all the information before setting a time and a date for leaving for Salt Lake City, Utah. When the day came to leave for Salt Lake City, Utah my parents took me to the Greyhound terminal to prepare to leave. Thirty minutes later we boarded the bus to leave our first stop was in Missouri I stayed on the same bus and from there I went to Kansas where I had to switch buses but I had to wait one hour before the other bus got there after boarding the bus for going to the next stop I was in Colorado where I had to wait two hours and thirty minutes before boarding my next bus to Wyoming once I got to Wyoming the next bus was ready and it had no air conditioner that I remember so the last bit of traveling was so warm that everyone on it was hot even a eight month old baby everyone tried their best to help the mother out to make

Beneficial and hellish is how I describe the transition into Jr. High school, my older sister Cindy was a year in ahead; I could not endure to stay behind. Demanding advancement, initiating testing with the principal and teachers, they agreed, transitioning into the eighth grade level will be beneficial, with an uncaring aptitude for education once I reached my goal. Established within is anger and arrogance, a perfect recipe to conjure up a harden personality. An arrogant bully with a stuck-up attitude is how others viewed the complexity of my presence, thoughts and assumptions were wrong, however, I was a bully, the kind who never bothered anyone unless they bothered me, resulting in war and I acknowledged it was not satisfying to give in

I remember the day like it was yesterday. I just had got off the bus and I looked at my phone I saw I had 20 text and 8 missed call. I was wondering why I had so many text and calls before I could even look at them.

Last year, in seventh grade I decided to try out for basketball after the first day of tryouts I was not confident that I was going to make the team because I could not make a shot. The next day we had another try out I was ready to play. I came out and played well which made me feel better about the tryout. After the third day of tryouts I was not to confident that I would make the team. When I got the email that I made the team I was juiced I jumped all over my room. The first practice I was ready to play. I knew that coach Faust didn't mess around when it came to basketball. Practice was miserable I was so tired from doing “suicides” and running around the track. Our team couldn't do any of the drills successfully so we ended up running extra. On the second day of practice we started doing much better and making some shots.

Inspiration does not simply come to the mind like a dog to a whistle. discovering something inspiring that opens up a new mindset takes time, reason, and sometimes it even takes facing hardships. Events and experiences occur every second to humankind, and they can cause an impact so large that it changes or dramatically shapes them as an individual. Countless children are adopted as infants, ready to be taken home to a young, newlywed couple that have hearts big enough to hold you in their warmth forever. This wishful fantasy was not in my deck of cards, but it did play out in my favor in the long run nonetheless. My adoption story has inspired me to become a person who only wants to show appreciation for those around me.

Coach took me out during the second quarter and gave me a break. I went back in after half time, and I said to myself that I wanted to make a basket, so on defense I was gonna get the rebound and run to the other side to make a shot for our team. Our team ws up by plenty of points so we didn’t need to worry or anything. But I hadn’t made one that game so I really wanted to. I didn’t get the rebound on offense but another girl on my team did so we all sprinted down the court. One of my teammates shot the ball. They missed. So it was my chance to get the rebound and put the shot back up. I was under the basket ready to rebound, and I did. I put the ball back up and missed the shot. But I got the rebound again, and shot it again, and missed again. People were getting a kick out of that. This process happened at least five more times. I never did make that basket, but I had a total of seven rebounds in a row in one possession. Some girl on the other team got the eighth rebound. It was actually really funny. I was ashamed at first but I saw smiles on everyone's face so that made me feel better. Coach told me good job for sticking in

The Birth of my first, Jayden, was pretty normal, and he was on time. I was in labor for

I gave birth to twin daughters. They were extremely premature (born at 6 months gestation), weighing around 2 pounds each. Given that I was already dilated and in labor by the time I reached the hospital, they decided to have the babies naturally. Despite having contractions for more than 30 hours, I recovered quickly after the births and was discharged the next day.

I had played since I was in fourth grade and I liked to consider myself mediocre at the least. After about thirty minutes of playing we all decided to start a tournament; two on two. Alex and I decided to be on a team, and there were about six other teams of two that joined in the tournament. With my basketball background and compared to the other teams, I knew Alex and I definitely had a substantial advantage in the endeavor. As I suspected, we won the tournament without much of a hassle, although when we finished, we had been breathing hard, so the sense of accomplish was still prevalent. Little did I know; that cold October night would be the last time I was able to play basketball for seven elongated

The past wasn’t pretty for the town. They weren’t always like this. Before, people could dress how they want, say what was on their mind, but most importantly they were free. They didn’t have to listen to anyone, they didn’t have to do what they were told. There were no rules.

My first child observation took place on Wednesday the 21st of September. I was observing the younger preschool room, there was an age range from 2-4-year-olds. I started my observation at 3:00PM in Mrs. Amy’s classroom. It was a typical classroom. In the room, there was students’ artwork around the room, tables, and sinks modified to the students' needs. It was a students’ birthday so all of the students were given juice and a cookie, and due to the sugar, they all went outside immediately following snack. The playground included a sandbox, bikes, and a play set.

I remember the day Josh and I moved onto the old farm, even if he didn’t really care for it all that much. I love that farm house even if there wasn’t much left of it. Josh wanted to move to a city since he is a doctor, but I insisted we stay at the farm. After losing a child we dearly loved, God blessed us with a little baby girl, Ashton. Ashton is a very smart little girl. I always got the optimistic impression from Ashton, especially when it came to family.

Every day that i'm at school i struggle to get to my first period class on time, since the school decided to but my locker on the opposite side of the building from my first period class, and from the cafeteria.1

Basketball seems to get into your blood. It is said by those who play, "You eat, you sleep and you play basketball." When I was a little girl all I wanted to be was a professional basketball player. I couldn't count how many times I pounded that dumb ball in our driveway until it was too dark to see, then I would play for hours more by the porch light. Now I realize that was only childish insanity. Back then they didn’t even have a girls’ profession basketball league in the states. However, that didn't stop me from walking away empty handed. One thing I learned was how to prepare oneself for life. Well, at least, how to prepare oneself for a game.